The pre-Qin era is the closest to ancient times.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, there will always be fragments of information about ancient times recorded on the pages of books.
This is undoubtedly a good thing for people like Huang.
Long years will bury sections of ancient history. There are countless people in later generations looking for immortals, but they have never seen a truly peerless powerful man.
So much so that Qi practitioners have become legends, and only martial arts continue to evolve, constantly adapting to a world that is increasingly unsuitable for practice.
In the end, technology is advanced.
Huang has actually thought that according to the development of human science and technology, he may embark on the path of cultivating immortality through science and technology in the future.
Unlock genes for longevity, add various technologies to strengthen yourself. Perhaps the final path that humans will take will be one of suffering and weakness of flesh and blood, and mechanical ascension.
However, that is a future and a concept. Not to mention the current Warring States Period, even the technological level of later generations is not enough to accomplish such unprecedented things.
The great power belongs to oneself, and this is the real strong man.
I yearn for the ruins in Qufu, but these things have existed for thousands of years, and the old clans and others have visited them countless times.
Moreover, this is the land of Lu, not the state of Qin. There are some things that are not convenient for him to do in his capacity. We can only view the ancient ruins and appreciate the mottled years.
You can't do whatever your heart wants you to do.
"Master, the glory of Lu lies in Qilu culture and Confucianism..." Xianglidu explained, with a touch of excitement deep in his eyes.
Although Confucius is not yet the Duke of Yansheng in later generations, nor has he been canonized, Confucianism has become one of the two major schools of thought for countless years.
Especially in the land of Qilu, Confucian culture is booming, and the identity of Confucius has long become a belief and a spirit.
"Forget it, I won't go to the Kong Mansion." Huang looked at Feng Zheng, Xiang Lidu, Jing Nan and the others and said, "It's hard to come out today. I have nothing to do. How about just strolling around?"
A smile appeared on Xianglidu's face, and he turned to Huang and said: "Master, the rituals and music of Lu are extremely prosperous, and the inheritance has become Zhou."
"There is the Confucian Qufu Academy in Qufu. Next to the academy there are brothels and hook bars. Scholars linger there and are famous all over the world."
"I feel a little thirsty along the way. How about we go have a drink?"
"That's very good. I'm really thirsty after walking all the way." At this time, Jing Nan was the first to express his stance, followed by Feng Zheng who also nodded.
"How can you not see Lu Di's romantic scene? Besides, the weather is too hot, and we really need a few beauties to calm the heat."
"Disrespecting the elderly!"
Huang scolded, and then his body followed suit, and he kept finding excuses: "Why are we going to Goulan? We are going to Qufu Academy to visit talents. If you are thirsty, go to the next door to ask for a cup of water and wine."
Huang didn't care where he was going. All he had to do was stay in Lu Di for three days for a reason and let the news out.
Not to mention going to Goulan, it would be fine even if he lived in Goulan, but Huang was still shy after all, and he couldn't let go in front of Feng Zheng and others.
Xiang Lidu secretly smiled. When he mentioned going to hook up the fence, he also got Huang's signal. He knew some of Huang's layout.
Naturally, it is clear that today's famine needs an honest and fair reason for many people to stay in Qufu without doubt.
There are some things in Qufu that cannot be touched, and the only way out is Goulan. After all, he was born in Huang Hengkong, and it is well known that he likes Goulan to listen to music.
As a retainer, he naturally has to cooperate with Huang.
Everyone was excited about going to Goulan, especially this time it was not only old man Youfeng, but also the guards from Jingnan and Bai's Chamber of Commerce, which were extremely large in number.
Walking into Dawen Goulan, Huang waved his hand: "Man, how many other girls do you have here? I'll take care of them all."
"Bring them here and let my brothers choose." While speaking, Huang motioned to Xiang Lidu to pay and said, "Don't worry, there's no shortage of money!"
Before the guy could say anything, the young lady in charge came over immediately and smiled at Huang Yanran: "Guests, come in and invite us, there are plenty of young ladies!"
After arranging for the waiter to bring the person up, the young lady gave instructions to the waiter, who went to the brothel next door to borrow the person. She knew in her heart that there were not enough young ladies on her side.
Prostitute!
This is a market, a complete system, with a dedicated madam leading a team to provide young and beautiful women.
Dawen Goulan has become famous in Qufu in recent years. It has a good reputation in the industry and has good relations with various bustards.
The guards, each with a young lady, came into the room one after another and began to discuss life. At the same time, Xianglidu and Jingnan also left one by one.
Only desolation and wind were left in the elegant room. The dancers performed spring and autumn dances and the singers sang kiln songs. For a time, the atmosphere in the elegant room was lively.
Compared to the conservative Dong Xiangchun and Qin Guo Jiaofangsi, the Dawen Goulan dancer was enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the singer was open and generous. The two of them watched with great interest and exchanged words from time to time.
"Old man Feng, which one do you like?" Huang took a sip of Lu wine and couldn't help but tease, "Don't save money for me, I'm not short of money!"
Ahem!
Hearing this, Feng Zheng couldn't help but choked and shook his head: "Hey, why didn't I meet you when I was young..."
"Ha ha……"
Huang always kept his teasing with Feng Zheng within a certain range. He knew in his heart that some things should not be overdone.
Mentioning the shortcomings of others is undoubtedly the most hurtful thing.
"Boy, not only do you have Ji Linglong as stunningly beautiful as you, but you also have Li Bai.
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